Chapter 3.1- High Priest (R18)

There was a lot to be said about the Institute of Quirk Rehabilitation. One could accuse them of being controlling bastards- he did it every Tuesday. But no one could ever call them, cheap, he thought as he beheld the outfit that had been set aside for his examination. Momo’s had been weeks ago. For some reason cough Nezu cough his recommendations had gone missing from the system and the institute forgot to send one so he had to take the general exams with everyone else. If there was one thing the rat-bear-cat creature could be petty when he wanted to be and apparently sending in his application late had been enough to tick him off.

It made Izuku smile in the end. This would work for his own plans, very well. If he had no other choice than being a hero, then he would do it on his own terms- his own way. Back to the suit. He’d asked for a tracksuit to take the exam in with no exact specifications, and the Institute had chosen to above and beyond. Just looking at it told him it was expensive. The way the colours caught the light. The way the threads were perfectly aligned but the stitches were only slightly uneven. Too slight to even be perceptible to anyone without an active supercomputer brain. He ran his fingers across the material, enjoying the way it felt on his skin.

Telekinesis stripped him of the outfit he was wearing and replaced it with the tracksuit on the maneikan. “Thanks for the view” Momo said from the bed. He turned to look at her. She laid down, leaned backwards.

“You’re still here” He said, pretending like he hadn’t noticed her sitting there when he walked into his room.

“Indeed. And still ready” She said, leaning further backwards and opening her legs even wider. He could see for sure that underneath her skirt, she had nothing. He could also smell just how much she wanted him.

“Change the sheets before you leave” He said, instead of recognising her offer for what it was.

“And if I don’t?”

He walked closer to her then. He’d gone out for breakfast with his room in good order, and returned to find her on his bed. The wet patch on the other end of the bed made it obvious what she’d been doing before he came in.

“Then…” He leaned over her, capturing her lips with his. As they kissed, she leaned backwards opening her legs in invitation. An invitation h only partially accepted. He knelt on the bed to get even closer to her and placed his finger right at her warmth. He began to stroke, enjoying the way she came to life with his fingers.

“…I won’t continue from there when I get back” He abruptly ended the kiss and stood back up. She pouted up at him, but he focused on his willpower to deny her. Revenge was sweet. And he was a petty man at the end of the day.

Xxxxxx

The car took him to the exam centre with no fanfare. And where the original Izuku would have had a brief meltdown at the first sight of UA University, he took it all in stride. It wasn’t his first time here, after all. The Institute had a massive budget, but they still leaned on UA for certain machineries and tests. Every patient at the Institute had more exposure with the University than most members of the public would guess.

The crowd of students parted around me. Most of them probably didn’t know why. Sure, I was tall and fit, but there was a reason the crowds smoothly flowed around. Crowd Control. Getting this power as a thirteen year old had been funny. I’d thought it useless. It still was, mostly useless. But it had its appeal. I hadn’t done as much work with it as most of my more staple rotations, but it saw use whenever I went out to the mall or somewhere with a lot of foot traffic. The gates of UA University on Exam day applied easily.

The exam had an application fee, but they waived it for so many people and for so many reasons that it was basically only those who wanted to pay it that ended up paying it. That meant they got a lot of applicants. Some of them knew they’d stand no chance. Most of them knew they didn’t stand any chance if they were being honest with themselves. They just applied because they could- and most of them wanted to try to avoid regrets. It was a form of thinking only part of me could get behind.

There was no reason for a boy with a quirk that gave him wings he couldn’t even use to fly to apply to the premier hero school in the country. It was just a waste of everyone’s time. Everyone’s resources as well. He ignored the news crew that captured footage of people as they made their way into the designated testing halls as he walked to hall 7-D.

First thing was the written test.

He passed through some form of scanner. He felt it run across his body, almost ignoring his clothes except to scan them as well. Anti-cheating measures? Passed the scanner, he had to place his examinee card down and then received three slips of papers. The test questions. He walked deeper into the room and took a seat near the front. With no examiner in the room, he turned the question paper over and began to read.

The first lines, after asking him not to cheat contained the instructions- answer every question. When you finish, take the papers to the front of the classroom and submit them. You will receive your next instructions after that, it read.

He smiled and turned to the questions themselves. It was just like Nezu to set up a system with no room for human interaction. “All input is error” He was fond of saying. Izuku was sure that he would run the entire country like this if they let him.

The first question was easy enough. As was the second. In fact, all the questions were easy, and he had a swell time with the earlier part of the examination. Of course, the exam got more stressful as it went on. Not stressful for being hard, just being long. There was an IQ test component. There were several ethics questions included as well. There was even a part of the test that included questions more suited for a personality test. The guys at the Institute called Nezu the God Of UA. He could see how now. If this was the kind of information he gathered at just the preliminary stages of the entrance procedure, then there was virtually nothing about his students that would be beyond his knowledge.

A/N; Shifted things around to make this an SI into Izuku instead. Just realised I’ve never actually done an SI into a major character itself. Since this is fairly early days and I doubt I’ll be starting any major projects for a while- this was the best opportunity. I’ll edit the previous chapters to make this clear.